A crust eaten in peace is better than a banquet partaken in anxiety.
~ Aesop
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I took this at a little restaurant where Leslie and I ate a while ago. It's in Georgia. It was good. It reminded me of the Red Cup Cafe where we used to go sometimes.
I wish I was a good cook. I can make food, but I'm not convinced that is the same thing as being a good cook. Little known fact... I subscribe to Bon Appetit. I like to read it. I save some of the recipes from it.
However, I decided to let my subscription expire because the magazine too often calls for ingredients like oxtail or squid ink or hibiscus flower. And I don't think you should eat those things. Wait - I'm not the boss of you. I don't think I should eat those things.
Of course, I could write a letter to the magazine expressing my concern, but I suspect their response would be something like:
Dear Michelle,
Ever think you may not be our target audience?
Love, Bon Appetit.
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